Sunday a.m.

Here is my list of things I jotted down last night to write about this a.m...I guess my question to myself is "why don't I just sit down and write at night?" - I don't feel as inspired on some of the topics, but here they are: Tony Snow, Bobby Mercer, swimming, walking, parents, work.

Very sad news on Tony Snow and Bobby Mercer - 52, 60+ - a few years younger and a few years older than me, respectively...reason to pause and think. I had a bit of that thought yesterday as I felt a bit of guilty for cancelling out on getting together for a short road trip/museum trip for yesterday with a co-worker and instead deciding to do just what I wanted to do by myself. But I felt very fortunate as I walked across the bridge after church and realized that I had had a "great day" in my mind, but I have to consider that the day was solitary except seeing the parents. But getting done what I wanted to get done at work to start the week off with an empty inbox; going to visit the folks; going to church; watching the river run under the bridge, over the rocks; listening to the music coming from the main street of my town as a part an art opening as I walked home after church; prospect of picking up my swim bag - which I left in my car so I would not have to walk up 4 flights of stairs to pick it up - after church and walking to the pool. It was a very comfortable day.

The pool and walk home was a great way to end my day. I did notice one man there who was not 30 years younger than I am or a father/husband of someone at the pool...I will look into that a bit further. My "swimming" is more like if I had an endless pool - swimming in place working on my arms more than anything else. My legs get enough of a work out with my walking, the swimming experience works more on using my arms to keep me afloat and letting my leg muscles relax a bit.

Visit with parents was interesting - my brother had filled me on Friday night that they were "considering" a retirement home...at 88 and 85 soon to be 86, about time. I did say out loud, "don't sell the house without telling me" - I think I would have to keep that house in the family for awhile at least. I will begin thinking of how to pull that off if they want that. I think it helps their thinking that they would not have to fix things up or get rid of stuff. My father told me, "you would have to take it as with, with the stuff". We will see where that that talking/thinking takes me. Next Sunday I will be driving the parents to my father's friend's 90th birthday in Massachusetts. I was hoping it was going to be close to Boston so I could slip into the city, but doesn't look like it is close enough.

Work - feel good to have that pile gone on my desk. All day departmental meeting tomorrow with dinner at my leader's on campus apartment at 6 p.m. I am hoping that we will get a break between meeting and dinner so I can get my walk and swim in. We will see.

Have a good Sunday.